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‘As your mysterious informant has probably told you, I was brought up around here. Uncle John left me this land. I love it, so I built here.’ She paused. ‘And, since you’re so well informed, you probably know that he wasn’t really my uncle.’
‘Yes,’ I said. ‘I have only one criticism. Your rifles and shotguns need cleaning more often.’
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